Tag: love
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DUMPED
‘It’s over.’ He tried to remain calm, speaking in an even and clear voice, no raised voices or dramatic gestures. ‘Typical!’ She yelled her reply, trying to elicit a reaction from him. This was the problem with their relationship – he was always so passionless, so clinical, so frigid. ‘Just keep cool.’ Over-the-top histrionics, letting…
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SCARLET RED
Her scarlet red hair tumbled down her back as she released it, cascading over her pale, white skin. He reached out and felt the smoothness of her, brushing the hair over her shoulder and tracing a line down her spine to the hollow above her buttocks. ‘After all this is over, we could escape together.’…
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WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS
‘We’ll always have Paris.’ Yeah, right. Now look at those memories: faded, crumpled and tossed in the dumpster. She was just like all the rest of those broads, dames and dolls. As soon as she had stepped on that plane she had forgotten about me. Back to her old life, her passionless marriage of convenience.…
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THE LAST BELL TOLLS
A carpet of bluebells heralded the spring, rebirth and growth surrounded them. They lay among the flowers in the sunlight that blazed through the forest canopy, enjoying the intimate closeness of their bodies next to each other. ‘I’ve missed this,’ the girl murmured, her hands roaming across his chest and stomach. ‘Me too,’ the boy…
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BLURRED LINES
Stumbling along the street. he tried to make sense of it. Everything was a blur, like raindrops had covered his spectacles, but it hadn’t been raining. His world was out of kilter, unfocused and obscure. How could they have known? He reached the intersection between the two main roads. Shapes flew passed in both directions.…
Iain Kelly 